###111 Since he has long since stopped asking about the affairs of the world

I am sad at night, where to dream back, and farewell to the next few autumns.

Ask the return date, only to see each other again, the affection of the year was priceless,

The sky is high and the sea is wide, the wind is far away and the dew is cold, and the palace wall is as deep as the old.

Farewell to the parting, the voice is still the same, and the thing is not the person.

"The eleventh generation of the An family, sure enough, the voice and appearance are exactly the same as the divine doctors of the An family. ”

There was no ghost and a ghost, and the melodious ringing of the wind stopped along with his figure.

"You are?"

An Zhuyan had already lit Ye Ling's acupuncture points so that she could rest for a while, so as not to burn her own internal organs with the fire of imperfections.

After Qing Yingjian's awakening, now An Zhuyan is no longer sure about the situation of Ye Xiaolou and Ye Xiaoyu, so he can only cover the two of them with a silk quilt and observe again.

The sound of the flute outside the Xunwu Pavilion lingered, Xun Yun was stunned, he didn't hear it, but he heard the ghostless bell clearly, and the sound was as if he had heard it in his childhood sleep.

"I know the bell. ”

An Zhuyan said calmly.

"Naturally. This silver bell was worn on your mother's waist before you were born, it accompanied you all the time, accompanied you for nine months and nineteen days, you were born when you were ugly, and when you were born, the cinnamon bamboo in the courtyard of Anjia blossomed. When bamboo blossoms, there will be a catastrophe. When your mother was pregnant with you, I gave her a silver bell to carry with her at all times, and when your mother walked or danced, the silver bell would ring, and the sound would purify your soul. It seems that you are pure and immaculate, unaffected by the slightest calamity. ”

No ghost said lightly, as if telling a beautiful past in the depths of memory. His calm face showed a hint of old age, and when he mentioned An Zhuyan's mother, there was a hint of affection that only a teenager who first understood the relationship between men and women. Of course, An Zhuyan saw it all.

People in the world say that doctors are the best at seeing people, but in fact, most of people's diseases are manifested on the face, looking at a person's complexion, expression, and listening to a person's tone of voice, not only can judge a person's physical condition, but also can see a person's emotions and moods.

This is also the difference between man and demon, man and demon, man and immortal.

If you are restless, you can't hide your face, and if you hide it, it's just that the illness is not on the surface, which will only make the condition worse.

But An Zhuyan didn't answer, just nodded, found a chair and sat down, picked up the cup, and took a sip of cold water.

"There's no hot tea here, so I can't treat you to tea. ”

An Zhuyan said politely.

"You're welcome, I'm just here with the princess today, not for myself. Since Qixia Mountain does not welcome outsiders to visit, I should naturally wait outside, there is a bamboo forest outside, the bamboo is beautiful, but it is too new, the bamboo word is sixty years and a root, the root will give birth to flowers, the flowers will bear fruit, the fruit will die, and the fruit will be resurrected. However, the bamboo in the bamboo forest outside has not been born for more than 60 years, and it is really not as good as the bamboo forest in the courtyard of Anlang's family when An Lang was born. ”

People are here, and their voices are also calm and relaxed, not to mention that there is no killing atmosphere, not even the slightest anger.

Such calm and gentleness made An Zhuyan unable to relax and became more and more vigilant.

"I haven't seen a bamboo forest in my yard since I was born, and when it bloomed that night, all the bamboos died. ”

"Not only did all the bamboos in the courtyard of Anjia die, but the bamboo forests in the entire land bloomed that night and soon died. ”

"All because of my birth?"

"It's all because you were born. ”

"Jokes. An Zhuyan said with a smile.

"It's a joke indeed. ”

No Ghost Born also smiled.

"Since it's a joke, you came here to share it with me. An Zhuyan slowly raised his hand and took another sip of cold water.

"I only came for the promise of the year, but unfortunately, your father broke his promise, and your mother even obeyed your father in this matter.

Lamentable, lamentable, lamentable joy,

Calling for sadness, singing and dewning into frost.

She really spoiled your father, and I hope she hasn't spoiled you. ”

"Mothers are well-informed and naturally know how to teach their children. ”

"Your mother is the best woman in the world. The ghostless man sighed, and a leaf fell outside the house, silently.

"What does it have to do with you?"

An Zhuyan can tolerate this person saying something inexplicable for no reason, if this person came just to speak, then he listened. It's always good that people come here to fight, and if they fight, An Zhuyan knows that he has no chance of winning.

The person in front of him is above Yuwen Chang in terms of cultivation and strength, and dealing with Yu Wenchang has exhausted him physically and mentally, at most it is just a tie, to deal with this person, I am afraid that he alone will be more than lucky.

What's more, the hall master is in danger, and he is the only one here, so he will definitely suffer if he makes a move. Gambling that must be lost can be avoided if it can be avoided.

It's just that two of this person's three sentences are inseparable from An Zhuyan's mother, which really makes An Zhuyan unbearable. On the day of his father's death, his mother committed suicide by poisoning without even seeing his face, and over the years, a thousand words were hidden in his heart, and no one could tell them;

This is the past that An Zhuyan will not mention to anyone, but this person wants to say it, and every word is above An Zhuyan's heart, and every sound is scraping An Zhuyan's bones.

The most hateful thing is that when he said these words, An Zhuyan still felt that the man was also scraping his own bones, and his heart was also suffering.

Is it remorse, shame and helplessness, or the melancholy of lamenting the unfairness of fate.

Xiaoyu gradually woke up, first smelled a calm and refreshing smell, this smell was familiar to her, she thought it must be a dream, so she continued to close her eyes, unwilling to open them.

Just after coming back from the water and going through a fierce battle, Xiao Yu was really tired, as soon as she smelled this breath, she instantly felt that her whole body was surrounded by warm currents, just like that day under the tree, she was also snuggled in the master's arms.

was stealing sweetness in his heart, but when he heard the sound of someone talking on the side, Ye Xiaolou didn't move at all, as if he didn't hear the sound at all. Xiaoyu remembered sadly at this time, could it be that the master still couldn't wake up after using the soul embroidery needle?

At this time, there was no time to grieve, so I heard An Zhuyan say: "You are here today, but what else is there besides talking about these past events?"

Oh no, could it be that someone wants to hurt the master again?

Thinking of this, I was amazed, and hurriedly adjusted my breath, feeling that the whole pranayama process was much easier than before, and it seemed to be as natural as when I was underwater.

Could it be the function of the Soul Embroidery Needle? Master, have you passed on your skills to Xiaoyu? What kind of stupidity are you committing, you are obviously the one who wants to be saved, why am I full of energy and clear vitality now?